Poetry: Through the eyes of a child - by KhayPrower

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Created on: November 23, 2007

Sleep

Finally, finally!
After three days!
I've finished the game.
I'm happy, amazed!

I hop on my bike
'Cause now that it's beat,
I'll return the game to
My friend down the street.

I ride down the road.
A hill's up ahead.
I get to the to-
WHAM!

Nothing
They're holding me down!
Panic!
Nothing

Motion! Car's moving!
Lift me up, quick!
Puke
Nothing

"What day is it?"
How should I know?
Foot feels broken.
Nothing

Two men in green.
A needle! No! Struggle!
Needle breaks in my arm
Nothing

Freezing.
On a bed.
Hand holds mine.
Open my eyes

I hurt so much.
I see Mom.
Sitting by me.
Crying.

Wait. Wait. Wait.
Ask for my friend.
I'm scared.
He came!

Pass out
Doctor wakes me.
Checks me over
Cold clinical attitude.

He stitches my head.
My friend can't stay near.
A cast on my leg.
Head starting to clear.

They give me a room.
The darkness starts to creep.
But this time I don't pass out,
I finally sleep.

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